Christmas Day.I got out of bed about 9:00 on Christmas day. I wrapped my dressing gown around my naked body and headed downstairs. My winter routine w...s to put the kettle on, light the coal fire in the living room before making enough coffee to wake me up and drinking it as I watched the fire come to life. Then I would trundle back upstairs for my shower after which I would dress and begin whatever the day had in store for me.Just because it was December 25th didn't mean I had anything special. Mikey manages to get Tara off his back by slamming her into the wall. As he walks away I swing as hard as I could. The board catches Mikey in the throat, and the board splits in too. Mikey drops to his knees clenching his neck. A strange half gurgle half choking sound coming from him. I watch as his within moments his eyes roll into the back of his head and he falls to the ground. My blow had crushed his wind pipe.I turn towards Kirsten who stop firing her gun and was bracing for an impact. I. .huh..ready Rajni said as I put my hand on the back of her head gently pushing it down and she went to town sucking hard and going up and down real fast and I could hear like a swishing sound from her wet mouth and I put my hand on the back of her head but I didn’t need to because she felt the throbbing and deep throated me as I sent a huge load down her throat she sucked every last drop before pulling off and sitting back she said feel better. I said hell yes I needed that and we both smiled. This process has been stripping me of everything. At least, it seems that way. I will not lose my dignity.My ancestors were known as the people of the trees. I can’t be buried among my people, our burial grounds are far from where I am, but I can breath my last in a place that our hearts long to be. As I said in an earlier post, I feel safe among the trees. I used to be a registered tracker. I could take a blanket and knife and be good to go. With all the pollution I usually took my own water,.